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open me carefully

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DG9A3OxlNL4

Sitting at his desk, he stared at her blindly
hardback, she stared, tempting…
Open me carefully, read me, if you dare
but beware, of the secrets lurking there
in the corners of the pages of my cranium maze,
in a hazy array, of faraway days, and torrid affairs
and I just don’t care’s, of the happened before’s…
Come scroll the pages, bound in my mind
let’s see what you find, as the story unfolds
the stark truth, so bold
The good and the bad, the exciting the sad,
the quite, completely, mad…
Read, the absurd little story of me.
My moments of insight, my fears and my fantasies,
as we swim through the ocean of insanity,
that roars thru my veins, as volcanic emotions rain
we shall rage thru the rapids that send a tingle down my spine
trust me when I tell you the sensation is divine…
as we drown in my sorrow then rise joyously
at the bridge to my heart, where love and sorrow embrace
in my light and my dark.
you can dance with the demons of my frontal lobe
then pirouette thru my mind’s eye, to my unconscious, untold’s.
Drift thru the oasis of my dreams, and nightmares
to dance with the angels, who hold my souls’ prayers.
Dive into my consciousness, and smell my unleashed joy
then taste the fruits of passions in words, my thoughts deploy.
I’ll take you past the closet with the closed, locked, door
where pains and hurts, and other, awesome, memories are stored.
we shall go on an adventure through my soul laid stark and bare
You may linger in my memory bank and see whats hidden there
You may find some old scandals behind some forsaken prayers.
You can pause a while and look out thru the windows of my soul
and you can see what I see as the story is told…
so open me, at your leisure,
and read me, with care
and perhaps I’ll become a friend, to have and hold and share
who you can turn to anytime to find comfort for all cares.

Posted in ARCHIVES

The labour leadership…. heres what I think, plus some citations and stuff .

I am not a politician, but I am a 54-year-old citizen of the UK , with an opinion, a social concence,and interest in human rights & social issues

Statically I represent;

  1.  1 in 4 of the population in many of the groupings used to determine the national demographics by the office of national statistics in the UK.
  2.  I am a former single parent.
  3.  I am diagnosed with mental health illness.
  4.  I am out of employment, declared unfit for work.
  5.  I have household & utility expenses.
  6. I have tax’s
  7. I have physical health impairments

ADDITIONALLY ;
6. I have an interest in the economic & social welfare issues of this nation.
7.I have a degree from Wolverhampton university in health & welfare & social policy.
8. I have a family and friends & an interest in their future personal, social health wealth & economic prospects as well as an interest in their geographical & environmental well-being & the political impact of those who implement the institutions and systems that impact all of the above.

It is with this in mind that I feel compelled to speak up on the current rhetoric from the labour party coup leaders and supporters who, I believe , are manipulating media with smears against Jeremy Corbyn and anyone who supports him.

I am not , nor have I in recent years, been a labour voter, however I think Jeremy Corbyn’s track record as ;
1. a grass-roots labour supporter who has stood with the rank and file of labour supporters since he was a young man
2.a man who has spoken up for ;

human rights,
civil rights ,
workers rights,
pensioners rights
equality
gay rights
environment issues
discrimination of race class & gender
against war
against austerity
against cuts

Indeed on every  issue of social, political and international injustice anyone chooses to consider, Jeremy Corbyn’s proven record of activism & office speaks for itself.

The documented video, media, and indeed most importantly, public record, clearly reflects his honour , integrity &  passion for social justice, sought through peaceful and legal & political pathways is clear, and easily found via the internet and backed up by citations available from the above mentioned sources of documented evidence.

Owen Smith on the other hand, where are the citeations and documents that support evidence of his career path, Wikipedia?

Frankly, there’s little out there apart from what Wikipedia cites to tell us anything of value about Owen Smith, Not many videos of the self-proclaimed radical unifier of the labour party!

Not much to be found about Mr Smith other than what Wikipedia offers and cites,

BUT, I’m still looking, mostly cos I don’t want to believe that he is so silly as to believe that people with real socialist values don’t want some real evidence to support his claims, on all levels.

I want to see the cut of his C.V.
I want to see what his contribution to social change and reform amounts to.
I want to see  what he’s done in his life to contribute to social change, things that benefits the people he wants me to believe he represents .

I want to see evidence of him speaking up for people like me, the 1 in 4 of the population as defined by government statistics.

I want to hear his speeches and debates that qualify him to lead the labour party and call himself a unifing radical socialest labour leader

I want to see the evidence of him standing with the rank and file as a citizens representing,  workers, women, children, the poor, the unemployed , the NHS staff,

I want to hear his speeches to stop wars & oppression for all people , BUT frankly, I can’t find any evidence of that from the man claiming to be the man to unify and lead the labour party.

All I find coming up is links that show me him bitching and back biting at the man who has proven his worth & dedicated his life to standing with fellow citezens on the frontlines calling for equality, human rights & peacefully fighting through all pathways available to him for social fairness and justice for all people.

I may, or may not not agree completly with everything Jeremy Corbyn has every done or siad, however I beleive that he has proven himself a man of concience, of honour, of integrity , of respect , and most important of all, a man of the people who speaks honestly & candidly about his political & social beleives and who has citable evedence that reflect his practice of persuing his goals in a humble & honest manner.

I cannot find equal or convincing evidence that Owen Smith shares these vital personal, professional and political qualities in his mode of operation, and I invite any documentent evidence that suggest he does to be shown to me and and people like me that supports claims Smith is a suitable contender to lead the labour or any political party never mind head a government.

http://www.owensmithmp.co.uk/
https://www.theyworkforyou.com/mp/24797/owen_smith/pontypridd

Posted in poetry

saying goodbye to demons

I returned today to where I once enjoyed dreams,

that were shattered and killed by the sound of my screams…

I went back today to say goodbye to the ghost

that has lived in the heart of this unwilling host

I went back today, and I sat at that place

and allowed many tears to run down my face,

I sat for a while, and just let go…

and in quiet meditation  bade the monster “please go…”

and after a while, I felt filled with relief

as in quiet meditation, I let go of the grief

I said goodbye to the monstro, who has haunted me so

cos I know to go forward, you have to let go…

Posted in poetry

THE FIELDS OF PEIOMONTI

In blanket field’s of green and gold,

natures wonderous story told,

in silent splendor…

The rippling waters of the rain

sparkle and shine as they sustain

the growing corn and rice grain

hidden in blankets of corn rows

narrow streams that gently flow

from the distant mountain tops

snowdrops melt,

the gods frozen  tear drops

that gently quench the thirsty soil

where hard working farmers toil

working the land, in all its glory

an integral part of natures story

And to this wonderous paradise

give thanks to nature as it thrives

giving so freely all its beauty

sharing with us its wonderous bounty

that we may live blessed by the gifts

Nympha, Lacturna, Matura, Nodotus & Volutina

so generously give…

 

 

 

A journey thru the Italian countryside in Piemonte

It’s difficult to describe the splendor that graced my eyes as I travled by train through the Italian countryside from Milan to Lavorno Ferarrais in Piemonte, never before can I remember seeing such beautiful countryside.

In recent days there has been heavy rain in the region, that remained hidden in the fields of green and gold creating an artist dream, as it sparkled in the sunshine like diamond dust, sprinkled, in the lush green rice fields and among the corn crops that stretched for miles like green blankets towards the distant horizon of black, snow -capped mountains, that seemed to caress the soft white clouds, floating in the pale blue sky, at times making it difficult to define where the snow topped peaks ended and the clouds began.

Between the field’s small canal’s of clear water flowed, shining, as they rippled and danced in the sunshine. Some, I guess, man-made, to irrigate the fields, or perhaps as I prefer to believe blessing of Nympha, Lacturna, Matura, Nodotus & Volutina to nurture nature ,our beautiful planet and all that inhabits it.

Later as I sat alone in the courtyard of my friends beautiful old farmhouse, with its own interesting tale and place in local history.

Watching the moon float in a dark blue sky surrounded by sparkling stars I felt touched by the spirit’s in the sky and lush field’s that surrounded me. Sitting quietly ,this old Heathen gave her own quiet thanks to the gods, and spirits that I could feel filling my soul with a deep sence of peace and joy, the likes of which I have not felt for many a day.  I felt greatful & blessed to have friends who lived in such a paradise whose hospitality and kindness allowed me to experienceDSC_0959 such beauty and splendor of nature , that made me feel glad and thankful to be alive.

 

 

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Through the looking glass…

A trip from the present to meet with the past

traveling thru the sky in economy class,

Old friendship’s rekindled, new friends to greet,

nostalgically retracing walks though  different towns & streets..

decades have passed, since I walked in this land

yet there’s a sense of belonging, I can’t explain, or understand

as with each step in my present, my future unfolds

I don’t think I fell down any rabbit hole…

yet my present & future collide with my past

i feel a little like Alice, in reflections

thru the looking glass….